mafia's little bride

I couldn't pinpoint anything right now, and before I could think of anything, I threw up on my cloths and part of his, " sorry" this is so embarrassing, I tried taking an handkerchief from my back pocket to clean his already stained jean. the chair before me looklik it splitted inot three, or maybe four, why is it like that?, i think my legs just lose ther will to stand, someone catch me Agh!, is my brain making an escape plan?, it felt like one of those headache from hell,i need to stop it, before i am taken to the neurologist, for a new brain, or maybe taken to the asylum, to get my head stright, the sweet smell of floral perfumes filled the air, where am i? looking at the surroundings, I am in a luxurious bed that should be meant for five people to sleep. This isn't Kate's house, the interior decorations are so expensive I could tell by looking at them. I Could see a lion statue beside the bed, am i in a cave? ,where am I?, " Little lamb, thank goodness

" Hey lamb, where do you think you are going , there's no way out", he said, sigh, I will get back at Kate for this mess,what does he mean, if I am inside this building that means there's a way out, I just need to find a way out, what has Kate gotten me into. Maybe I just need to use his game against him, I would pretend to enjoy his silly jokes, maybe he would think I'm finally vulnerable to his sly games, I grinned stupidly before turning to face him Edit " Sir, please where am I?" I said, with my fingers crossed tightly behind me, while pouting with my puppy dog eyes,it always worked " You are in my building, and you are standing in a room filled with my mafioso's", he said with a poker face, what does he mean by mafioso's, jeez I am staring at a mafia lord, whoa, what have I gotten myself into,what has Kate gotten us into, I hope she is ok, she didn't see this coming. My head completely went blank, I couldn't process any word, my legs were gettin

I woke up to a ton of messages and calls from Kate, how did I sleep all theough,? Luckily, she's ok. She lost her phone last night in the club, hmm careless as ever, well that's not my problem anymore, thank goodness she is ok, I had imagined the worst with time . But I need to return her call, to ask how her night went, then find out Mr grumpy's location, she must know his whereabouts, if there's on thing I know Kate for, it's her questioning spirit. my heart is really aching, it's weird to crave danger , I just need to look at him one last time, even if it's the last, I hope it's not, all I could see was his perfect body in my dreams, and the time we spent together, " baby girl be running crazy for" my inner girl danced while snapping her finger.. damn she's on fire today. But I guess it's my fate, I would be admitted into the university this year, and I guess meeting Mr grumpy would be fatal, the devil doesn't bargain anyway, it's a losing game, after all, a

I hurried down the stairs, and out of the house, I have never been this anxious about anything, neither have I been this stupid, going out with a mafia on the second day of meeting him, I stoped at the front door Finally catching my breath. It would be weird meeting him while panting like I just ran away from a lion chade, " you can do this" I walked out the door , just to be escorted by a man, with a tattooed neck, in suits. He looks handsome, with his dirty blonde hair, the wrinkles on his face showed he hasn't smiled In a while. He held my hands,in his manly palm, as he led me to the black oddly shiny car, just down the stairs. I was so nervous, and surprised Mr grumpy actually invited me to a ball, and he bought me clothes, do I need to pay for that as well I got to the car, and the gentleman beside me opened the door for me as I climbed into the car. The way he bowed sent chills down my spine. He is probably older than me, so why is he bowing? Weird I entered the car, hoping

He held my hand in his. I felt really emotional. I really need to leave before I burst out in tears, then I won't only prove that I am a teenager, but someone who is emotionally unstable. I looked towards the window, we were miles past the Shooting stampede, could this day get any worse than it already has. I have no idea where we are heading to, well I know it's not my house nor Kate's, it might be his house. I really don't want to talk or spend the night with him, i might not be able to control my emotions for long, i made an attempt to protest, but I couldn't, he looked worried enough. I didn't want to anger him, more than it already did. We almost lost our life's back there, he still held my hands firmly, like he would never let go, I felt goosebumps all over my body. I made a fool of myself, telling him my feelings, he might find it uncomfortable, maybe that's why he isn't talking to me, the air is really tense, i need to air things out to him, maybe my conscience would stop j